Asmi~Flashback~
I was in office typing furiously on my laptop reporting a high priority bug to the developer when mumma called me.
"Hey what's up!" I spoke hurriedly still typing using one hand before I forget the steps.
"Are pillu, you need to come home soon today?"
That made me stop whatever I was typing and pay attention to her voice, "why momma? I am quite busy today. " I tried to make her understand but I knew it was no use when it came to my stubborn mom.
"Please try na, this one time. It's very important. "
I sighed, "okay but tell at least tell me, what is it?"
"No, you just come home soon."
"Yes mother." I sighed in defeat.
I tried to wrap up my work and told my senior that I was leaving earlier that day. He agreed and I left for home. After reaching almost at five in the evening mumma squealed in joy and hugged me when I was at the door, about to enter the house.
"Why am I early home today?" I asked and all I got a grin plastered on her face.
Okay she was up to no good.
"What's going going on in that brilliant brain of yours?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at her.
She smiled, "pillu , go to your room and wear the dress I got for you. We are having a party."
"A party?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oho, no more questions now, just go to your room and change then you'll find out the rest."
"Alright, alright I am leaving. " I sighed and marched towards my room. There on my bed I saw a beautiful pearl colored dress. I smiled while holding the dress on my body looking in the mirror. But its kind of traditional dress and mom said its a party.
I shrugged at the thought, took a shower, dried myself and got ready quickly. Then I realized my iPhone was buzzing. When I neared to see the ID my eyes widen.
Virat Almighty.
He hadn't called or texted me in days. He was in australia for his t20 tour. As I was about to pick up the call, it got disconnected. I scoffed and called him back but he didn't pick up that time. I sighed and strode to kitchen to see mumma. When I was about to approach her the door bell went off.
While adjusting my dupatta and fumbling a bit on the way, I opened the door.
"Asmi beta!" there stood Saroj aunty squealing my name and bright me closer to bring my in an unexpected hug. Three was chetna bhabi grinning beside us. I was completely confused.
What on earth they are doing here?
"Aunty." I could barely whisper as I was still in shock. Later on I moved aside to let them in.
"How are you asmi?" Chetna bhabi asked while standing at the corridor.
"I'm alright." I replied which million questions running in my mind.
When both were inside the house, "are wait, my putter is coming. He is parking the car."
What?
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